I, the Able Angel, Courier and Kamen Rider

"I don't understand it at all, this absurd dream."

Sitting on the edge of the top of a towering tower, looking at the torrent of data that spreads and floods in the distance, devouring everything like a virus and returning everything to nothingness, the energy angel sighed slightly.

Obviously, not long ago, she was dragged to a food stall by everyone from Penguin Logistics to eat barbecue. After drinking, she was in high spirits, under the fanning of the good-for-nothing baker next to her, and the gaze of Texas who gave up thinking while holding a chocolate.The angels continued the unfinished "sisters competition", so the two angels carried a case of beer and began to perform the traditional art of the Ursus Empire bear people, blowing on the bottle, whoever pours it first counts lose.

And then... not then.

To be honest, Can Angel doesn't know who will fall first in the end.

But she did have to reflect, after all, every time she lost consciousness due to circumstances other than normal sleep, she always had some weird dreams.Although she doesn't remember the specific content, she still has the real feeling of talking with the magic stick in the dream.

Sure enough, the poor quality of sleep caused either the nightmare of being chased and bitten by Hei Aili in the head of the oil depot, or dreaming of such weird things.

Raising his head, he looked at the human figure standing on the top of the tower, completely covered by the light, and looked at it for a while, No Angel squinted his eyes for a while, then lowered his head decisively, rubbing his sore eyes.

Can't see at all.

Except that the figure bathed in the strong light is a figure in a black robe with white hair slipping from the hood, the angel's eyes couldn't capture any useful information at all, but when it comes to that slim body curve, she Guess the other party is either a cute girl, or a super figure in women's clothing, right?

Just when Neng Angel was thinking about whether this was a little rude and whether he wanted to say hello to the other party, the figure ignored her existence and let out a sigh, speaking in an opera singer-like tone:

"For whom does the storm that howls across the land cry."

A tornado of binary numbers swept across the land, destroying a parking lot somewhere.

"The tears overflowing from the corners of His eyes wet the followers' bodies."

As the voice fell, the rain fell, drenching Angel into a drenched chicken.

"That is the utopia of his followers, the time of Yamauroti. However, as the souls of his followers are stained with sin, hope has disappeared, and these memories are weighed down by a tomorrow that no longer exists."

The figure bathed in the violent storm and the brilliance slowly stretched out its hand towards the sky, as if wanting to grab something.

And Neng Tian, ​​​​who has witnessed all this, has no feelings at all. She has no feelings except that she should read less secondary school books. A dream is a dream, and it will never be true.

In fact, she was so serious that she used enlightenment to investigate, but in the end she found nothing and had no choice but to regard it as a remnant of the messy history of the second and second blacks in her student days.You know, she had the experience of wearing a white coat and connecting the computer to the microwave oven, and then asked her friends to wear dark red wigs, and then stuff bananas into the microwave oven.

It's a pity that there is no such thing as jumping the world line, and because the two of them accidentally blew up the microwave oven and computer, they were hanged from a tree by two parents and beat them up.

Seeing the motionless figure looking up at the sky like a sculpture, Neng Tian pinched her arm, and after she could not feel the pain and confirmed that this place was indeed a dream, she took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, Leaning his body forward, he decisively fell from the top of the tower.

After all, this is the only way to wake up from a dream.

......

The first ray of sunlight in the morning falls into the room, bringing light to the dark space and driving away the darkness.

Normally, this is the case, but in this slightly narrow space, the brilliance emitted by the halo itself, which is like a large twenty-four-watt light bulb, overwhelms the dim light of the morning.

The faces are exactly the same, and the wine-red long hair that grows wantonly is also scattered on the bed. They hold hands and their foreheads touch each other. The two girls who look like sisters have reassuring smiles on their mouths, and are deeply in a dry and comfortable dreamland. middle.

Until a long time later, the girl with a yellow scarf on her wrist frowned, and then jumped down from a tower tens of thousands of meters high with a "pop" sound, turning from an angel into an angel sauce Same, she opened her eyes suddenly with cold sweat on her forehead.

"call......"

Taking a deep breath, the girl wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.

It's just that when she recovered from the fright, Miss Exia's head froze for a few seconds after seeing the angel sleeping opposite her, as if she had noticed her waking up. Can Angel also opened her eyes quickly, but the amber eyes were also filled with confusion, but she soon came to her senses.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other, then let go of their hands very synchronously, lifted the quilt to confirm that there was nothing wrong with the clothes on their bodies, and invariably let out a sigh of relief that even the key frames were indistinguishable.

"It seems that Texas and Croissant brought us back."

"Penguin Logistics' dormitory? The general situation seems to be like this~"

Looking at the surrounding environment and the emperor-shaped penguin alarm clock on the table, Exia nodded.

Obviously, this place is the dormitory of Penguin Logistics, or the dormitory of this group of people in Texas.

"However, the result of that competition has not yet been determined."

"Don't mention it, my head is still hurting now, and I must not drink so much next time."

Covering her forehead, Exia sighed slightly.

But it’s okay, um, it’s not because I’m not drunk with my thousand cups, I met a few of them on the spot when I was playing CSGO international servers, and then the fighting nation netizens who came over to meet the base at the comic exhibition drank and yelled “It’s just A few dishes, you guys are so drunk!" The pseudo-naughty friends are drinking together, after all, drinking with that guy is a terrible rhythm.

Looking at the slowly rising sun outside the window, Exia couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"An angel, today's Longmen is still shining brightly~"

Chapter 15 The gap between reality and ideal

The dormitory of Penguin Logistics makes Exia feel very delicate, and the mood is really quite delicate.

Although I heard people complaining about how dirty and messy the girls' dormitory was before traveling through the Internet, and even had so much garbage that people had nowhere to go, but Exia felt that without seeing it with her own eyes, she had no right to speak.

What's more, Exia's only best friend who has experience in co-living, Midnight is essentially an old aunt who is over [-] years old and complains to her every night that she can't find a boyfriend with a beer can. A reference object for the living environment of a young girl.

Exia never expected that the daily life of Midnight, who would be torn up with the Mountain Woman on the variety show, would be clean. She didn’t have the same virtue as the ten thousand-year loli-shaped teacher Yueyong in the Forbidden World. Not bad.

Therefore, she actually still has some beautiful fantasies about the dormitories of those girls who appear to be glamorous on the surface.

Even though she is a "beautiful girl" with long hair up to her waist and shit, and it takes nearly half an hour to touch up her makeup when she is not in a hurry to go out, and her room is often in a mess, but she has been delusional, these fantasy worlds The living environment of the girls will definitely be a little tidier.